It pacifies the vipers writhing
The demons dancing
The storm brewing
The insanity looming.
In rhymes and rhythm
I'm held steady amongst the living.

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Oh rivers and ocean
Both young and old
What secrets do you know??
What about the truths of old??
What about the stories untold??
What whispered mysteries do you hold??
And treasures unfound of silver and gold??
Of Kings and Princes
Of Queens and Mages
And all that is lost from history's pages
Tell of sirens of and their wages
Of monsters and pirates through the ages
Tell of voyagers and races
Of man, of earth in all its phases.
Oh rivers and oceans
Young and old
Tell me what hides beneath the deep and cold.

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Oh that the stars would come out tonight
And dance that dance
They do with light

Oh that the stars would come out tonight
And brighten the sky
With all their might

Oh that the stars would come out tonight
And dazzle this earth
On this lonely night.

Oh the stars have come out tonight
How they lure me by the sight
And thrill my heart till morning light.

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Finally I am.
Respite from strife
Ethereal light for shadows
Endless fields of sunflowers
Divine bliss from souls surrounding
Overwhelmed by sights of wonder
More beautiful than all I behold,
Is this one word, Freedom.

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I want to be loved by a photographer
To have all my tears and imperfections captured.
I want to be loved by a singer
Let him serenade my body and my soul
I want to be loved by a writer
Together we'll live the greatest love story ever
I want to be loved by an artist
To be painted by all my curves and lines,
To be made love to with every brush stroke ❤ 💕 😌. 

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Colors.
Blue.
The ocean floor full of treasures
Man can only dream about.
Depth upon depth
The secret of the old world lies peaceful
Hidden in bluest blue.
The soft unassuming of the sky above
The one man crossed, or did he?
Tells only what we know
And yet tell nothing at all.
Questions, Answers.
Mystery, Myths
Is what blue means to me

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I want to be loved by a photographer
To have all my tears and imperfections captured.
I want to be loved by a singer
Let him serenade my body and my soul
I want to be loved by a writer
Together we'll live the greatest love story ever
I want to be loved by an artist
To be painted by all my curves and lines,
To be made love to with every brush stroke ❤ 💕 😌. 

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